I am feeling kind of lost down here;

Wandering around and round, whispering to the dark.

The wind drifts my hair about my face'

And all my defenses away in the air cold and stark.

My heart, I think may be ground down ;

Like prom glitter on the dance hall foor.

Occassionally a shimmer but only something poor.

So many broken promises;

Seems so many closed doors,

How can I lift my spirits;

When the well of hope has run almost dry?

What keeps me going

When no tears are left to cry?

What keeps my feet moving;

When the heart feels no desire to do the dance?

Why am I just drifting until in your time

I finally get my chance?

I wish I knew your purpose.

The divine plan you must know well.

Even though no one here can tell.

Will you sweep me up and cast me

To the heavens before my solitude does break?

Or will you at last pour me into and empty heart

And my happiness finally make?

I ask you , oh Keeper of the Stars;

I know you have a purpose, for every tiny soul.

I am just weary and wondering what is the goal?

Am I going in your direction,

Am I closer to paying the toll?

I guess I will keep wandering,

And looking to the sky.

I sure hope you are listening,

To my qestioning.

something i am guilty of wanting to know too, very nice pacificSTAR! :)

Thanks Glad it connected for you too.

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Very nice